Anna couldn't believe her eyes. She didn't know whether she was held up in a trance or if she was in the right state of mind. The whole information seemed quite foggy and blurry. "Don't you think that's rude?" The young man called at them. Cory's shoes suddenly became glued to that spot where he was! His eyes had turned so red that it was already a wonder that fire was not coming out of them yet!Anna caught all the reactions running from one corner of his face to the other. She was still in disbelief that he would act like that over her. She could swear that the detail of emotion seeped in Cory's face was a highlight of nothing else but jealousy. Not any kind of jealousy, but a fully bloated and formed jealousy. To see Cory being this jealous because of her was something that she could never have imagined in her wildest dream. A great and big part of her was enjoying this moment. She didn't want it to end. In fact, she would trade it for anything!"And by the way, that's not the

Cory didn't leave the banquet suite because he was really displeased with the president. Instead, he had left because he couldn't get the thought of the young man off his head. He had only used the mistake of the president as an enhancer of his impatience. He took advantage of the situation and was not remorseful. He could hear Anna calling him, but he didn't listen to her. He knew that she had the abilities and skills of a great manager. If he could entrust the success and growth of the mall to her, then what was the proposal of a mere university that she wouldn't be able to manage?He had walked out of Viocot by now and was making his way to the back of the building. He didn't have difficulty finding the place. Something deep inside of him was enabling his course. When he walked to the back of the building, he was impressed by the way the area was carved out. There were tall fences of strong bricks surrounding the area. The area would almost be mistaken for an abandoned alleyway.

They all swallowed as they waited for what she would say. Some of the board members swallowed in anticipation. It would seem as though they were mortals awaiting the sentence of a goddess after committing a heinous crime. Awe was seeped in their faces. "How much does the school need?" Anna knew that all this story pointed in one direction. She didn't need to know the backstory of Cory and his past experiences in the school. But based on what the president had just said, it was obvious that Cory was regarded as a loser in the past. But now that things have changed for him, the school wanted him to invest in infrastructures. Anna also could read between the lines! She knew that Havill must have been the one who told the school board about the new status of Cory. She wasn't sure whether or not Cory would love this, but it was just a matter of time before the rest of the students would find out about Cory's real identity. "Well, maybe a couple of millions. Perhaps twenty million dolla

Miraculously, while he chewed the gem, it turned soft and yummy in his mouth. Just as though he was eating an apple, only that it was more tender and softer. Cory could swear that when he was holding the gem in his hand, it was very hard and strong, just like a block of diamond. Then how did it turn into an edible fruit in his mouth and on his tongue? He had no answer for that. He shut his eyes as he chewed, taking in all the aroma and flavor. He savored the taste that soothed every corner of his nerves. It was so exhilarating, and it felt like he had been recharged. He felt his body glowing as though he had just been bathed in gold. While he wondered about all these wonders happening to him, [Ping! A Green gem collected.][Ping! Host has graduated to a level-two gem collector.][Ping! A level two gem collector can collect the Qi energy and all powers of a warlord by killing them. The powers, qi energy, and years of experience of the warlord would be converted into a green gem.][

Blank! The flame went off, and the shadow disappeared alike. Cory remained glued to where he was. Clueless. He definitely wasn't sure of what to make of this. He could still remember vividly everything that the system had just explained to him. There was nothing worth mentioning that pointed at this madness that had just happened. He remained quite staring into the space. He was expectant. His eyes could tell how much he was waiting for something. It was hard to tell what he was waiting for. But then the idea was not farfetched. From the looks of things, he must be waiting for the explanation of the system. The system should have an explanation for this, too, just as it had an explanation for his rotten hand. He waited and waited, but nothing came. He was beginning to feel really angry this time. He didn't know how to channel the rage. He wasn't sure of whom to blame for this. Whether to blame the system or the supreme god. As a matter of fact, the supreme god has been quiet eve